Chapter 25

A low growl rumbled on Dimitri's chest as his lips crashed against my pussy. His hands slid down my butt, pulling my lower body even closer to his face.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, anchoring myself to him.

Every movement of his tongue inside me was slow and unhurried, as if he was savoring the taste of my pussy. His hands explored with gentle precision, every touch along with his tongue unraveling me further, making me dizzy with desire.

As his lips trailed down my clit, the sensation sent shiver through me, and my breath hitched as he moved his tongue faster.

I moaned out in pleasure when Dimitri worked his tongue in and out of my cunt hard and fast. He begins to suck it and I felt how he took my clit in between his teeth and started tugging it.

"Oh..." I moaned, my voice resonating in the room.

"I can already feel your juices, darling..." Dimitri said as he was staring at me without taking out his mout from my pussy. Before I could react to his words, he sucked my clit as he finger fucked my pussy.

The sensation I felt made me squeal and then, a familiar sensation came along. My juices smeared themselves all over Dimitri's face. He pushed his tongue into my cunt, working it over the walls of my pussy. Then, he sucked my clit for seconds before pulling his face from my thigh.

When our eyes met, heat flooded my cheeks. I took my head to his, putting my lips onto his to seal them into a tight kiss.

Our tongues wound around each other as I tasted my own cunt on his tongue. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the intensity of our kiss.

We begun sucking each other's tongues hungrily. My hands ruffling up Dimitri's hair.

Dimitri took his mouth to my breasts and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it as it grew hard and erected.

As he was sucking on m nipple, he took one of his hands to the other nipple and started playing around with it in his fingers, pinching and rolling it slowly.

The pleasure I felt from Dimitri's tongue and finger are making me moan out in delight.

I took my hand to his head and started pushing it hard against my breast.

Dimitri moved his mouth from one nipple to the other sucking on it seductively.

I swallowed hard, my cheeks burning as I fidgeted under his gaze while he was sucking and playing with my nipples.

It was impossible to look at him now, knowing how exposed I was.

He pulled away and my heart skipped a bit when I saw him reach for the edge of the towel knotted at his waist.

I bit my lip, my pulse racing, as he pulled it free and tossed it aside. My gaze faltered when my eyes landed on the thing between his thighs.

"Y-You're big..." I blurted out before I could stop myself, the words slipping past my lips in a breathless, stunned whisper.

It was already so obvious, given how his presence filled every inch of the room, his manly build practically sculpted to perfection. But now? Seeing all of him? I felt my throat go dry.

His lips curved into a wicked grin.

"Are you surprised?" his voice was low, teasing. I swallowed hard, the heat on my face threatening to overwhelm me.

"I mean, I guess it makes sense..." I trailed off.

Dimitri shifted closer, the mattress dipping beneath his weight. He leaned forward, his lips brushing the corner of my mouth before whispering.

"Tell me what you want, darling."

I blinked up at him, my chest rising and falling rapidly. My voice caught in my throat as I tried to form words, but his gaze nnever left me.

"I... I don't know," I stammered, though deep down, I did. My body screamed for him.

Dimitri's hand slid to my back, pulling me gently toward him, our naked bodies barely an inch apart.

"You do know," he said softly, the gravel in his tone sending a shiver through me. He cupped my cheek with his free hand, his thumb brushing against my lips. "But I want to hear it."

My cheeks burned hotter as I whispered.

"I want you... I want this."

A low growl rumbled in his throat, his composure faltering just slightly as his lips finally captured mine, again. The kiss was slow and his hands moving to cradle me possissively.

He hovered above me, his strong arms caging me in but never pressuring, as if waiting for permission.

"You're everything I want, Ophelia," Dimitri said, his voice voice softer, "Are you ready for me?"

I bit my lip, nodding. "Yes," I whispered, my voice trembling with anticipation. He kissed me deeply once more, his hands caressing my sides and thighs. My heart thundered in my chest as I felt him positioned himself, his body pressing against mine.

"Relax, darling," he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear. "I'll be gentle."

I nodded, trusting him implicitly, and gasped softly as he slowly began to press the tip of his throbbing cock to my pussy. The sensation was overwhelming, full and new, but the gentleness of his movements eased the initial tension.

He paused briefly, his hand stroking my cheek as he searched my face.

"Are you okay, darling?" he asked, his voice laced with care.

"Yes," I breathed. "Keep going."

"Ophelia," he murmured, his voice almost a growl. "You're perfect and everything I've ever wanted."

My legs instinctively spread out, falling open as we passionately kissed. Dimitri's cock was lightly rubbing my clit and I could feel him poking at my pussy.

"You're so wet, darling," he moaned. I gave him a cue to put it in because honestly, I'm being impatient.

Dimitri's eyes glazed over with intense want. I held onto him as he continued to rub me up and down, up and down.

He grabbed his cock and started to slowly, ever so gently, slide it inside of my pussy.

I felt the tip of his cock moving around, sending shivers over my whole body.

"Hold on, darling. You're a bit tight," Dimitri murmured gently. I tried to relax, focusing on deep, steady breaths, doing my best to ease the tension in my body.

With a determined effort, I reached down to guide him, working together to help him push deeper.

A gasp escaped my lips as we finally succeeded.

The sensation hit me like a jolt—sharp and intense, a pain that bordered on unbearable, as if a sudden wave of pressure had gripped me tightly.

It felt like the sharp prick of a needle at the doctor’s office, only magnified tenfold. Tears welled up in my eyes instinctively, spilling over as the intensity overwhelmed me.

My nails dug into Dimitri's back, clawing so hard I was certain I might be drawing blood. He glanced down at me, concern etched on his face.

"Are you okay, darling? Does it hurt that bad?"

"It kind of really hurts but don't stop. Please, kee going."

He looked concerned but followed what Ive said, moving achingly slow as he thrust in and out of my dripping wet pussy. My hands gripped his arms tightly, overwhelmed by this strange new sensation, the fullness, the odd yet electrifying feeling of having him inside me.

With each careful thrust, the sharp pain began to fade, replaced by a budding warmth. Slowly but surely, it started to feel better, the discomfort giving way to something entirely new.

The pleasure was building again, a slow, consuming wave that made my whole body tremble. It felt so incredibly raw and intimate to have Dimitri like this, to feel every deliberate movement, every inch of him claiming me.

Soft moans began to spill from my lips, unbidden, a quiet encouragement that he was doing everything right. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, my body tightening around him as I lost myself in the overwhelming sensation.

“Dimitri…” I gasped, my nails pressing into his shoulders as the pressure inside me coiled tighter and tighter, threatening to snap.

He slowed his movements, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered hoarsely,

“You feel like heaven, Ophelia. I want to ruin you, but only if you’ll let me.”